Captive little pretty wife: President, I want a divorce

Chapter 12 She Killed the Great Demon King (2)

So Su Xiaomo turned her originally delicate and perfect makeup into a vulgar makeup, which could even be called ugly, but in this way, Su Xiaomo's original shadow could not be seen basically.

Su Xiaomo felt very satisfied.

Although she didn't know whether the wedding was big or small, she didn't want everyone in the city to know that she was married.

It's none of her business to be ugly now, anyway, it will be Qiao Shaohang who will lose face then.

The make-up artist came back after the three rushes, and when she saw Su Xiaomo's face, she almost fainted from fright, and she asked tremblingly: "Young Madam, what are you—"

What the hell happened?How can you change your face like this?
"Just now I accidentally touched the makeup that my sister painted on me, so I patched it up myself, does my sister think it looks good?" Su Xiaomo asked innocently and innocently.

"It looks good." When the makeup artist looked at those shining eyes, he subconsciously violated his true intentions, but immediately said, "But my sister is helping you do it again, okay?"

If the young lady goes out with such a face, can she still stay in Qiao's house?
"Don't bother my sister, that's all. Brother Qiao will definitely like it when he sees it." Of course Su Xiaomo would not agree.

"But——but—" the make-up artist was so anxious that she almost burst into tears, what kind of aesthetics is this young lady.

Of course she wouldn't think that Su Xiaomo did it on purpose, because she was marrying the second young master of the Qiao family?Because which bride doesn't want to be beautiful?

But Su Xiaomo just didn't want to.

Between the two confronting each other, the last bit of time passed.

At this time, Qiao Shaohang opened the door and walked in. He was still the same as usual, looking gentle and elegant, and he was dressed in a white dress, which further showed his gentleness and elegance.

When the makeup artist saw Qiao Shaohang, he was so anxious that he broke out in sweat, "Second Young Master, I—Young Madam, she—"

I wanted to explain, but I couldn't say anything.

When Qiao Shaohang saw Su Xiaomo's face, he didn't react, but the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Brother Qiao, do I look good? I made it myself." Su Xiaomo deliberately cast a wink at Qiao Shaohang, and said delicately.

If you can't beat him, can't you disgust him?

Su Xiaomo said this because she didn't want to hurt others.

Although I spent a short time with that makeup artist, I can see that she is just a conscientious makeup artist.

(End of this chapter)